"Fine! Fine. I'll do it." This was the first thing that you heard the next morning. You didn't have a very good sleep, maybe getting in twenty minutes, what you had learned yesterday still on your mind. You weren't sure if you believed them at first, but the more you thought about it the more likely it got. You didn't want to tell Soldat because you were worried that he wouldn't want anything to do with you if you did. So instead, you just made up a vague lie that he probably looked right though.
Oh well. I tried. You thought to yourself.
In the main part of the prison, there were two people arguing. It sounded like Steve and Stark. You stood up, moving to your bars to get a better view.
"Troop? Are you up?" You hear Soldat ask from the other side of the wall.
"I'm here. What do you think they're arguing about?" You wonder out loud.
"I have no idea, but it seems heated." He replied back. You try to listen to what they're saying, but the sounds of the other prisoners waking up made it hard.
"What are they saying?"
"Steve Rogers keeps saying that Tony Stark can't keep 'her' in here. I wonder who this 'her' is." This made your heart stop. They were going to move you out. Away from Soldat.
"I'm the only girl in here." You whisper, but Winter still hears.
"Why would they move you?" He asks. You just stay silent, not knowing what to say. The two Avengers start to walk up the stairs. To your cell. They get taunted by the other prisoners as they pass, but neither show any sign of discomfort.
"Troop?" Steve says once they reach your cell.
"Hello Stevie. What can I help you with?" You say, giving him an obviously fake smile.
"Hands on the far wall." Stark says, pointing to the other side of the small room.
"Why?" You ask, not moving.
"Hands on the far wall." He says a little more stern.
"No. No until you tell me where I'm going."
"Move it!" He yells.
"No!" You yell right back. He looked shocked at being yelled at, but Steve stepped in.
"We're moving you to a different room, because... um... you know why. So please. Listen to Tony." He gently said.
"Can, um... Winter come?" You mumble. The two men in front of you both looked surprised at this.
"Troop. He can't." Steve says, pity lacing his voice.
"Then I'm not going." You reply stubornly. You turn around and sit on your bed, ignoring Steve's pleas to get you to move.
"Troop. Please. I understand that you care about him." You scoffed at this.
That's an understatement, you think. Wait. No, it's not. You don't care about him at all. Why would they think that? You hate all of these feelings that are boiling up inside of you. Soon you'll blow.
"Please. Listen. You can visit him whenever you want!" He tells you.
This could be a good way to get information, one part of you says. But then you'd have to leave Soldat! The other said.
"Okay. I'll do it." You said, standing up and moving to the far wall. You put your hands against it and you feel Steve pull them behind you, snapping cuffs on. He leans in close as whispers into your ear.
"Don't worry. I won't let Tony treat you badly. Even if you turn out not to be his daughter."
A strange mixture of emotions starts to bundle up inside of you as you get pushed through the cell's door. For a weird reason you seem to trust Steve. Even when you were fighting, you felt that he wasn't trying to hurt you. Just to stop you from hurting him.
As you pass Winter's cell, you see him sitting on his bed. He looks up at you, worry in his eyes. This is something that you've never seen on him before.
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Time skip brought to you by Tony saying how theres no way that you're his daughter looking like that (whatever that means)
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They take you to an elevator, the same one that you saw in the lobby all that time ago. It felt like years, but it couldn't be more than a few days.
"So Stevie." Steve rolls his eyes. "Where are we going?"
"We're getting you a nicer room. You can't stay in that one forever." He tells you.
"I still don't agree with this." Stark mumbles.
"Why not?" You ask sarcasticly, knowing the answer.
"Well for starters, you tried to kill us."
"I was told too, and if I get the chance I'll try to again." Steve looked slitly hurt when you said this, but you didn't care. He shouldn't have thouht that you liked them.
"And you're from the Red Room."
"That I am. Oh! Another reason you should hate me! I train the girls there to become Widows! So I'm just making you more enemies!" Stark looked disgusted when you said this. You don't know why, but you kind of wanted him to hate you. It was fun.
"Steve I don't want her in her own room. My daughter or not, I want nothing to do with her."
Okay. That hurt. You thought.
"Tony! She's your daughter! I thought you loved Y/n." Steve replied.
"I did. But this isn't Y/n. This is totally someone else. I'm not even convinced that this is my girl!" Tony shouted at Steve.
"Hey! Play nice. Try not to be too mean to each other. You guys are on the same team, are you not?" Stark glared at you.
"Stay out of this you little bitch!" He yelled in your face. Steve gasped and yanked Stark away from you by the collar of his shirt.
"Tony! That is your daughter whether you like it or not! Now get out of here! I'll bring her to her room." Steve then pushed Stark away, turning back to you when he was far enough down the hall. "I am so sorry. He should not have said that. Are you okay?"
"Of course I am." You say, your words bundling together and sounding slightly German. Steve didn't look convinced but he nodded anyway and started to walk you down the hall once again.
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Forgotten (y/n Stark x Avengers)
FanfictionY/n was just like any other little girl. Except the small fact that her dad was a famous billionaire. And genius. And playboy. When she was four HYDRA found out that your Tony's biggest weakness, so they took you for ransom. But the thing is, they d...
